Chapter 42: Zilong Returns to the Han, Discussing Military Strategy

Inside Shangdang City in Bingzhou, Liu Xie was filled with excitement upon learning the identity of Gongsun Zan's envoy.
Zhao Yun! This was actually Zhao Yun!
How could Gongsun Zan be willing to send him here?
Was he unaware of Liu Xie's temperament?

Wujiu's mind suddenly surged, instantly turning the sky upside down and making him lose himself. Just as his consciousness slipped away, a tyrannical surge of magical power penetrated straight into his body. Startled, he gave a violent shudder, but his entire body and limbs were already bound by the magic, rendering him completely unable to move. Only his head could still sway, and his eyes could still see.

Right away, Qin Zhou led his newly incorporated forces to sweep through the territory of the "Blood Hand" mercenary group. The hundred-odd men left behind to guard the mountain gate were no match for Qin Zhou's army, and after a mere three minutes of resistance, they were completely wiped out. From then on, the territory of the "Blood Hand" mercenary group officially changed hands, bearing the surname Qin.

The bed here was a hard wooden board, and Xiao Bing actually rather preferred this kind of firm bed. After lying down, Xiao Bing took out his cell phone and called Yezi, chatting away on the phone.

"Thank you." Tian Qi picked up the teacup and gently sniffed it, a faint fragrance drifting into his nostrils.

This A-Tao was a figure in Sanjiang City second only to the Four Heavenly Kings, so he had once had the opportunity to meet Xiao Bing twice. However, he basically never had the chance to speak in front of Xiao Bing, only listening to Xiao Bing's teachings. He never expected to meet him today under such circumstances, and he practically wished he could just drop dead.

For a moment he claimed to be a disciple of the Mysterious Fire Sect, and when exposed, he impersonated a disciple of the Thunder Fire Sect, spouting nonsense without changing his expression. Yet just as he wanted to hurl a few more curses, two flashes of fire and a sword beam descended from the sky. He no longer acted tough, instead flipping over and plunging into the ground, vanishing without a trace in an instant.

As a man in the original work who never stopped pursuing truth, the kind of man who once uttered words so profound they made many fake experts blush with shame—"The real danger is an unserious attitude when pursuing truth"—and for whom eternal life was merely a means to study more mysteries, how could Liuli possibly rest easy?

However, what equally worried Liu Qinshan was that shortly after his own superweapon was completed, Liu Qinshan discovered that the enemy's superweapon—the Super-Wave Annihilator—had also been constructed.

"Mr. Tian Qi is too polite. If there is still any company in Yanhuang that can surpass Shennong Pharmaceuticals, it is only Baicaotang," said Mr. Wolong.

When Mu Caidie relayed the news back that day, Yu Chen had already guessed that the mysterious middle-aged cultivator who suddenly appeared in the Xia family had definitely come for Xia Qiaoyan. As for the purpose, it was nothing more than something along the lines of "Xia Qiaoyan being a heaven-defying talent who must be taken into the sect for key cultivation."

The police are afraid of thieves! What an absolute joke. Unusual circumstances must surely conceal unusual reasons, which only served to stir my curiosity.

They felt like two ordinary people, and moreover, their faces were so tender that their ages surely could not be very high.

Yet starting from a certain day, she began having bizarre dreams every night. Although she would forget the dreams entirely upon waking, the lingering aftertaste of those dreams she could never forget—it was a sweet, astringent, and slightly sour flavor that somehow made her somewhat nostalgic and somewhat addicted.

At this moment, although Zhao Gongming was bound by the Conferment of Gods List, his magical power was slowly recovering, and with these incantation powers, there would eventually come a day when they could escape.

"Lin Ming's mental state is already very poor now, and his physical condition is far worse than before, rendering him practically useless. Even if he were released, he wouldn't even know what revenge is. Since His Majesty has granted a universal amnesty, could he also be given a chance?" Lin Xinrui observed Lin Lei's expression as she spoke.

The sound of the wooden clogs was neither hurried nor slow, yet very steady, and the sound of them stepping on the pebble path was quite pleasant.